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Yeah, uh Look, bustin' out the lick and now I got it, bitch, I'm re'd up I will never run off for the plug that got me keyed up Bankin', it's so many Franklins in my shit, you think a nigga know Aretha (Yeah, uh) Bustin' out the lick and now I got it, bitch, I'm re'd up I'ma, I'ma go easy on you niggas I'ma go easy I'm lyin', really comin' for these niggas this time It's a full-time job tryna keep 'em in line Yeah the full court pressure, givin' niggas the stretcher I could kill your whole team combined, who want pressure? More than a nigga that's ballin', I need a Espy More than a Miami papi that's on a jetski Ice on Wayne, whole chain on Gretzki When I start winnin', don't you rap niggas text me Grinnin' at the view of your corpses in a fortress 'Bout to make Forbes list, everythin' is gorgeous Indoor B-ball courts lit where the floor sit Still runnin' shit like faucettes in an orphanage Blog niggas gettin' they core clicks off of whore shit SongtexteRap niggas all at they peak, I got the door slit On star island, cigar smilin' Drive a couple miles south hit the beach, bitches start wildin' I done came from the cop car sirens, block ball violence Bunch of lil niggas stealing hot cars wildin' Tops chopped off 'til the cops start wildin' and the cop cars find us Must you remind us, wintertime climates Slicket set of "set up" bitches that try to line us I have no infatuation with niggas Only made the money cum im masturbatin' the digits Matter fact I'm on tour inflatuatin' the figures Used to be in low income, now see the show, income Shit would make you sick, meanin' of a gross income I deserve every dollar here and then some And I pray I never dress like y'all Only bird on my shirt is when I press that raw It's umbrellas on my sweater for bitches thats under weather Blowin' kisses at the cheddar when I test that jaw I, never lose, never snooze, crackin' crystal sippin Yaught pimpin' on another cruise Foreign model from another niggas pedestals On the top, clock tickin' on you other dudes Think I'm typin' in a site with all these W's Only watchin out for doe and niggas busting moves My drive crazy, I-80 in a Lamborghini screamin' "Rock-a-bye-baby" Bad bitch just touched down, she Tom Brady Me I'm Tom Ford, there's more to the Concord I been in the jungle, nigga, broke and on my last You was on the feet, nigga, I was on my ass You was in the sheets, nigga, I was on the ave You was in the class nigga, I was on the dash Hustlin' in corner, swearin' I was a goner Welcome to the USA, I was a foreigner Fame was a beautiful bitch, so I joined her Came now I'm lookin' for chips, get the coin up I remained, all summer all fall Still gettin' money when the wheels fall off Real ass nigga even when it's called off Real ass nigga even when it's called off, my nigga Aus Songtexte Mania